Chapter 1536 Essence and Blood Loss

After entering the cave, Yifeng took out the scroll he got. Start reading it carefully.

At this time, Yifeng was considered a master of martial arts. Although the things on the scroll were awkward and hard to understand, it didn't bother Yifeng. Although it took some time, Yifeng could understand it.

Yi Feng carefully read every word on the scroll repeatedly, it is a big deal for Zhu Xianjian to recognize the master. Yifeng didn't dare to be sloppy, the most important thing was that it was related to his return to the mainland.

After Yifeng studied it seriously for more than half a month, Yifeng let out a sigh of relief, put the scroll back into the ring, and recalled the content on the scroll in his mind.

After feeling that he had missed everything, he reached out and removed the black cloth on his arm. At the moment when the black cloth was removed, Yifeng's arm shone brightly again.

Looking at the radiant Zhuxian sword tattoo on his arm, Yifeng's finger prints knotted wildly. The handprints are cumbersome and fast, leaving only the shadows of handprints in the void.

And when Yifeng's handprints were formed, the surrounding energy gathered in the direction of Yifeng. But the gathered energy didn't enter Yifeng's body, instead it gathered in Yifeng's handprint.

With more and more energy gathered around him, Yi Feng swiped his finger slightly. Under Yifeng's stroke, a drop of blood slowly spilled from Yifeng's finger. When this drop of blood gushes out, the space is also slightly distorted under the trembling blood, which shows how powerful this drop of blood is.

When this drop of blood was completely suspended in Yifeng's handprint, all the energy that had originally gathered rushed towards the blood, and this drop of scarlet blood was even more dazzling and scarlet under the influx of spiritual energy.

When the gathered power is completely poured into the blood, this drop needs to double in size. The terrifying power seemed to explode in the next instant.

Yifeng looked at the uncontrollable blood, and then slowly moved towards Yifeng's arm. When Yifeng's goblin blood approached the light of the Jade Sword, the drop of blood instantly turned into a blood mist, and turned into the shape of the Jade Sword's tattoo, covering it towards the Jade Sword.

The original radiance of Zhuxian Sword was instantly covered by Yifeng's blood essence and blood mist.

And when Yifeng's blood was completely integrated into the tattoo, Yifeng felt a pain of cutting flesh. It seems that the tattoo is about to be cut off.

Under this kind of pain, the original tattoo slowly stood out.

Looking at the slowly protruding tattoo on his arm, Yifeng held his breath, and the blood mist completely melted into it.

At this time, the tattoo suddenly disappeared, and Yifeng's arm became smooth again. But in front of Yi Feng, there was a sharp sword, and on the sharp sword, there was blood flashing.

One copy looked at the Zhu Xian Sword floating in the void, his eyes lit up suddenly: "There is a play."

Usually Yifeng couldn't force Zhuxian Sword out of his arm, but this time he used the method of blood sacrifice to force Zhuxian Sword out. If Zhu Xianjian can be forced out in this way, then there is hope for Yifeng to get out of the secret realm. At least, holding the Zhuxian sword, Yifeng is confident to break through the light film.

However, since this method of blood sacrifice can force out the Zhuxian Sword, it can prove to be useful. Maybe Zhu Xianjian can really be recognized as the master.

Thinking of this, Yifeng was naturally reluctant to give up this opportunity so easily, looking at the Zhuxian Sword floating above the void, the seal knots on his hands were knotted again crazily.

At the moment when Yifeng's fingers knotted wildly, the spiritual energy from the outside world continued to rush towards the cave. This terrifying spiritual energy gathered in Yi Feng's handprints, and finally formed various handprint patterns in a substantial way.

At the same time as these handprint patterns appeared, a drop of blood essence appeared on Yifeng's finger again. Looking at the emerging blood essence, Yi Feng's face was solemn. Essence and blood are extremely important for warriors, especially those of the holy rank, and it is even more difficult to recover.

However, Yifeng was willing to pay such a price for the Zhuxian Sword.

At the moment when the blood essence appeared, the handprint patterns rushed into the blood essence.

When all the spiritual energy poured into the blood essence, Yi Feng's eyes were a little condensed, and the original blood essence suddenly burst open, covering Zhu Xianjian's body, and completely blending into it.

After the blood essence was mixed into it, Yifeng's fingers continued to change. Under Yifeng's transformation, the original handprint pattern appeared on the sword body of the Zhuxian Sword, and immediately turned into a raging flame, and began to bake the Zhuxian Sword crazily.

Under the baking of the flames, the Zhu Xian Sword obviously became restless and began to tremble crazily. One after another great resistance rushed to those flames, and these flames were quickly weakened by such a force, leaving only a little spark.

When Yifeng saw this scene, the intergenerational energy in his body burst out, and as the intergenerational energy poured into the flame, the flame took off again crazily. The blazing flames continued to bake the Zhu Xian Sword.

Yifeng also used the energy of phase restraint to suppress the counterattack of the Zhuxian Sword, but the power of the Zhuxian Sword was extremely terrifying. Unexpectedly, he was not inferior to him at all, and under Yifeng's crazy suppression, he couldn't suppress it either.

"Damn!" Yifeng cursed angrily, looking at the shrinking flames again, the knots in his hands were knotted again crazily, drops of blood appeared in his hands, and then pierced into the Zhuxian sword.

Under Yifeng's continuous injection of blood, the flame was finally guaranteed not to weaken. Zhu Xianjian also had a fiery breath on his body.

And under Yi Feng's use of such terrifying blood, Yi Feng's face gradually turned pale. Such a crazy consumption of essence and blood has a great impact even on him who is a holy rank.

However, Yifeng, who had already used his blood to refine the Zhuxian Sword, naturally would not give up halfway. Although such a consumption of essence and blood may leave a terrifying unmentionable disease, but there is no other choice.

Normally, it would take more than a year to restore a single drop of holy blood essence. And if Yifeng used his blood so recklessly, it would not be easy for time to recover.

Zhu Xianjian is far more difficult to deal with than other spiritual weapons, according to the scroll. For a normal high-level spiritual weapon, five drops of blood essence are enough to refine it. However, Yi Feng far surpassed the five drops of blood essence.

The flames were still burning on the Zhuxian sword, but Yifeng's blood entered the Zhuxian sword like water, and was completely swallowed by the Zhuxian sword. Yifeng's whole body began to lose weight. His bones began to show, his skin withered and yellow. It seems to be back to rescue Die Yunyu and Ziyin again.

And the two powers of law in Yifeng's body also constantly cooperate with the blood sacrifice of the essence and blood.